Highest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016]
~Nostalgia~
It's delicate, but potent.
The pain from an old wound.
A twinge in your heart..
Far more powerful than memory alone
A feeling of a place
Where we...
Ache
To
Go
Again.
-My thoughts. My word...
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standing in an alleyway behind a rollicking cinema, i stare at the graffiti murals painted by unknown hands, speaking unknown minds and telling unknown tales, tales that i've never lived
yet i see myself painted all across these walls in colours i've never been, in vibrance i've never had and in shades unknown to my entire existence
who were these people? whose faces are these? do they look in pain or do they seem at ease? or if the uproarious cinema disturbs their inner peace?
what does it feel like to be a coruscating display for everyone around to see yet not being able to say a single incoherent syllable residing in the distorted maze of your ever so lonely heart?
what does it mean to be the center of attention yet to live like an outcast as if you've been set apart?
what does it feel like to be ever so helpless yet to be labelled as a stimulating piece of art?
Author's Note
Listening to 'Decalcomania' by Jungkook. Jungkook is one of the members of BTS but this song is completely in English and it's not been completely released but this 1 minute and 18 seconds of teaser was enough to inspire me to write. ^-^
This poem is about a girl who is not the part of the graffiti mural that she looks at but she relates to it because she knows what it feels like to be alone while being in the middle of a crowd. How was it?
